Time's on Fire

Diciassette

☂︎ THIRD PERSON POV ☂︎

Five starts the van parked at the end of the alley, quickly driving away in case Klaus decides to run over and jump in. Serafina sits in the passenger's seat, lazily hanging an arm out the window.

After a few minutes, Five parks the van in front of Meritech Prosthetics, watching as Lance Biggs walks into the building.

Then, he glances back at the duffle bag sitting behind the seats. "Oh, shit." He whispers, unzipping the bag. "Hey." He greets Delores, moving a bottle of alcohol so that he can pull the mannequin out of the duffle bag.

"Sorry you were in there for so long, Delores." He apologizes to her, silently asking Serafina if she can hold the inanimate object.

She hesitantly obliges, gently taking Delores from Five and holding her comfortably in her lap. "No, I'm not drunk. I'm working. Yes, it's about the eye thing. This is the place it was made. Or... will be made. We just have to wait."

Serafina listens to Five talk to Delores and she finds herself wondering what it would be like to see the mannequin the way he does. See her and hear her talk. After all, he had been alone for so many years that it must've been terrible only having a mannequin to converse with. Then again, it wasn't like Five saw her as just a mannequin. He saw her as a person.

Serafina figured she'd do the same.

She noticed Five begin to twist the prosthetic eye around in his hand, the glass iris staring at her every time it turned in his palm. "Sera!"

She jolted slightly at the knock on her window.

She rolled her eyes at Luther, his hulking frame shielding her from any and all sunlight. He called both of their names more than once and she noticed how Five hadn't heard any of it. "Five?"

She saw the way his gaze stared out before him, seemingly at nothing, and she slowly grabbed ahold of his shoulder. He blinked his eyes and stared at her, his gaze still distant but present as he went to grab her hand with his own. "Five!"

The two stared at Luther.

He opened the door, banging his head against the outside of the van as he tried to get into the vehicle, muttering to himself all the while. Five grabbed Delores from Serafina, placing her gently back down in the duffle bag before wrapping his arms around Serafina, herself, and pulling her over to sit on his lap.

She would've argued against the action but she had no desire to sit near Luther, or in the lowered gap between the seats.

"You okay?" Luther asked Five.

"You shouldn't be... how did you find me?" He asked, comfortably holding Serafina's hips with his hands.

Luther nodded to the back of the van.

The three turned to see Klaus slowly swaying with Delores, humming a tune to himself. "Hey, a little privacy, guys. We're really hitting it off back here." He told them, noticing their stares.

Five threw a soda can at him. "Get out! You can't be here! I'm in the middle of something."

"Any luck finding your one-eyed man?" Klaus asked him, having dropped Delores and saddling up next to the three in the front seat. Serafina gave him a look.